"Mr. Qin's prescription is very good. My father, Mr. Peng's father, and several doctors day and night to add and improve new prescriptions. Although it cannot save everyone's lives, it can finally curb the disease. Children who are not as tall as the edge of the table will take medicine in time and will not die in their teens as bloating like a drum, and they will look like an evil ghost. However... doctors save people, but there are many people. My father and other doctors have already started their families and careers, and relatives are also sick.

"My mother died of a serious illness, and her elder brother also fell ill. Even though there was a prescription and her father tried hard to treat her, she eventually died of internal organ failure. At this time, many seriously ill people died in the village where her father was located, and some patients who were rescued from taking medicine fell ill and died again. After several recurrences, the villagers were not grateful to her father. Instead, they said that everyone was born with hardship and misfortune and fell into the realm of hungry ghosts, and they should burn incense and worship gods. My father ran away anxiously and asked them to use money to buy medicinal materials and take medicinal ointments... The villagers did not listen and built temples to invite witches. The conflicts occurred several times, and my father was beaten to death... and died after three days of rehabilitation!"

The warrior's face was full of tears and cried in tears.

Peng Xianren said in pain: "There are more than one person like Dr. Han and Nephew Han. Some doctors died of a family and child disease. They were regarded as cheating by the villagers as cheating money. The disease was not cured at all. Those who were better were driven away. Some were beaten to death by the villagers, and some were sent to the yamen... They were sentenced to a board and sentenced to death by the confused officials in the yamen."

The ink carp cannot move and its eyes solidify.

Several cracks appeared silently on the tabletop where his palms were placed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Qi pressed Mo Li's right arm with one hand to sort out his disordered qi and veins.

"Nephew?" Seeing this, Xianren Peng hurriedly said, "Acan, bring the medicine."

"I'm fine." Mo Li slowly let out a breath, and his eyes were still black.

This is the first time Dr. Mo has felt what "anxious and aggressive" is.

【    Fast update】

Peng Xianren... No, what Dr. Peng said should not be a lie, because those who are interested can know these things by just inquiries carefully, especially those who have been diagnosed by the yamen. As long as the yamen is not burned and flooded, these case files have old files.

When Mo Li learned those prescriptions, Qin Lu clearly said that once this disease occurs, half of it will not be cured. Even if there are prescriptions, nine out of ten will not be active, because the internal organs and meridians are already in a mess, and the patient's body is like a broken fishing net with air leaking everywhere, and it can't be remedy. He can only work hard to prevent and treat evil diseases.

Use ointment before touching the water. After touching the water for several days, you suddenly feel high fever and apply severe medicine when you are exposed to it. It is easier for the people to survive. If you persist for more than ten years, the disease may disappear near Pengze.

However, even Qin Lu did not expect that the people who recovered from illness were afraid of getting sick again, and the people who did not treat went crazy, would be like this.

It was obvious that everything was getting better when he left Pengze.

The attack period of the disease is extremely long and extremely tormenting. The fool who cannot read the word "two" finds that he will die in the end after learning how many years he can cure it.

Mo Li closed her eyes and whispered: "Fortunately, it's not the teacher here today, but me."

He took a deep breath, stood up long, bowed, "Today I am reckless."

"I'm so polite," Dr. Peng bowed his back and said this as if he had taken away half of his energy and spirit. He was extremely depressed. He whispered, "I can live to this day because I am afraid of death and pretending to be a god."
Chapter completed!